Blood

This warm crazy taste that i grave
this breaking of the skin that i save
the quick smooth flowing of the blood
crazy that gets you caught in the flood

when all you think is I must drink this
I drink this blood thinking i don't exists
I take my veins and open them up
sipping and pouring each stained cup

time passes by with each dripping drop
i never know when to start or to stop
it just keep going tell no more the end
the drop has stopped scars descend

this blood of mine is so good just like lime
I don't have to pay cash not even a dime
I get it free any day and anytime just cut
cut the skin open tell you see your gut

then pour it out and lets make a toast
and will celebrate who drinks the most
with blood all over our face and hand
but no one will ever know or understand

you asked why we do such a horrible thing
we do it for out of habit like you like to sing
we get our blood and drink there with you
so that someday you will think this through

(C) DevilWithin

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